The British Olympics is now over, but there's an Olympic analogy for those who wish to "relieve suffering", or "make a difference"...

"Helping the world" is like becoming an Olympian - it's a tough feat of dedication and endurance. You could fail in many ways. But if you win, rewards are worth their weight in gold.

For many years I worked 16 hours a day, 7 days a week. Life was dedicated to relieve physical, emotional, mental, and soul suffering one-to-one in clinics, or to teach others in groups how to do the same. And to practice and teach therapies, and psychic and spiritual subjects. Everything aimed to "relieve suffering, or "make a difference"...

Life was ultra busy, but felt fun and easy-peasy. * Four secretaries, two housekeepers, and many support staff helped tens of thousands of patients and students. * Residential Centres in Margate and London, saw people from most countries on Earth arrive sad and leave smiling. * Requests came to open clinics and teaching centres across the globe - many still operate.

People asked how I could work so hard, why I didn't tire. Others tried to persuade me to holiday, to care for myself, to have personal fun.

Dedication to helping others is like Olympians. If you win, if you cure cancer, severe pain, depression, or a life-time of suffering... if you help students open clinics or teaching centres to help countless others... if you win, money is not important, but rewards are worth their weight in gold.

This is written because I've just had time out for myself. Not helping others felt strange, like not winning gold, like coming last in every race. But critical needs included property renovation, resolution of side effects of a drug a doctor gave me, huge family challenges, and so on. Then, for a change, to holiday in Scotland, and for the Olympics.

Perhaps it's a bit like when Olympians retire too early for personal reasons. People complain they should continue.

So I've had "complaints" I should have helped patients, such as a lady's pain (she's phoned every day, starting when I was in Scotland). Or I should have taught students Reiki (many students are waiting to study with me). Or I should have written or published more books (people are waiting for books as far afield as Sweden, UK, Hong Kong, and Australia).

I also complain about myself! :-) I could have followed up requests to teach in France, Greece, USA etc quicker. They'll still happen - it'll just take longer. For me, that means allowing suffering to exist longer too. :-(

People are quick to complain (even me about myself) and slow to praise. If there were less complaints and more praise within inter-personal relationships, the world would be a happier place.

There's a common saying, "Life is about balance". Yesterday balance came in two emails thanking me for my work.

I trust that you doing great sharing the Light and Love around you - as you have always done! Thank you again for being my Reiki Teacher!!!! That did change my life! (In ultra-positive ways.) Ula, Reiki Master, Poland

"Allan was my second Reiki teacher. To this day, he is still a great inspiration for me. If you are looking for a Reiki teacher or healing practitioner, Allan is as good as you can ever get. I have known a number of different Reiki teachers and have taught over a hundred students myself over the years. Allan always goes above and beyond what you can learn from other teachers, not to mention that he is FUN at the same time. His healing and psychic ability never ceases to amaze me. Most importantly, Allan is a true embodiment of the universal LOVE and healing energy. He has greatly accelerated my spiritual development through his teaching, advice, and examples. I cannot recommend him enough to any serious (or not so serious but fun-loving) spiritual seekers." Gloria Chan, ex-Chief Inspector of Police at Royal Hong Kong Police

Like the Olympic analogy, to "make a difference helping the world" is like becoming an Olympian - it's a tough feat of dedication and endurance. I, like others, fail in many ways. But if we win, rewards are not monetary, but are worth their weight in gold.

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See my weird-but-true first blog post on December 1st 2011, for an overview of my polymath, joyful and horrid fairy tale life. Taste the yummy, Godly, disgusting and loving ingredients of future posts - all truthful, with just a little artistic licence.

If writing is the fruit of sin, I must have sinned greatly. Otherwise how was I cured after decades of being 80% disabled; how did I earn merits at a university creative writing course for poetry, fiction and non-fiction; and how did I travel and lecture on TV and radio internationally? I must surely have sinned in wonderfully fun ways.